Marshall woke as the car was pulling up to the school. It was a prison. Razor wire, cement walls, guard towers and everything.
“Well, I went to a public school, should be about the same.”He muttered.
The car came to a stop and he got out and pulled his suitcase out with him. He entered the building and the two men went away to do whatever it was they did with their time. He walked up to the check-in desk.
“Excuse me.” he said to the unpleasant looking lady behind the bulletproof glass. She looked up. “Hi, I’m Marshall Stevens.”
“Ah, yes Mr. Stevens.” She said as she rummaged through a stack of paper work on her desk looking for his file. “It’s good to see you.” She said as she finally found it. He hoped that she was just making conversation and not making a really bad joke. “You’ll be in room 119A with Jurou Kawaguchi.”
“A roommate?” he thought while the lady rattled off a bunch of rules about times and staff only areas. “I don’t remember them saying anything about roommates.”
“Will there be anything else?” the lady asked breaking his tiny freak out moment
“Ah, yeah, I was told there was a pool, what’re the rules on that?” He asked.
“Yes, the pool is open and a lifeguard is on duty from 6A.M. to 8 P.M. Students are allowed to use the pool anytime within that period provided they don’t have any classes, there’s no PE classes being taught in the pool and they follow all the posted rules in the pool area.”
“Cool, so is it open today or do we have to wait till later?”
“Yes the pool is open today.”
“Awesome, thanks.”
He walked down the long hallway till he got to the former cell block that was now a dormitory.
“Well at least I’ll be able to go swimming in my free time if I can’t make any friends.” he thought to himself as he wandered down the hall until he found the room he was assigned. He opened the door and saw his new roommate unpacking his stuff and placing it into one of the two small dressers.
“Eh, hi. I’m Marshal your new roommate. You must be Jurou.” The guy turned around and stood up straight. He was only a couple inches taller, but he could tell by his eyes that he was a little bit older than him. He was mesmerized by his red-ish copper eyes. He had never seen anyone with eyes like that before. He shook his head clear for a second and turned so as not to be entranced again. “Don’t worry, you won’t even know I’m here; no one ever does.” He said with a slight hint of melodramatic sadness at the last part. He threw his suitcase on the available bed and started unpacking his own stuff into the empty dresser. He grabbed his black swim trunks and a matching towel went into the bathroom and changed. Swimming was Marshall’s favorite way to clear his mind, it always made him feel free being in the water with nothing and no one to make him feel bad about himself. He knew it was going to be the best part about this school. He came out with the towel around his neck in his trunks. “So, I’m gonna go hit the pool, if you wanna go."